A Billion Stars Can’t Amount to You

Mr. Tang, the midnight snack is actually a baby meal?

The more he thought about the photo, the more ruthless Han Zhihui laughed. In the end, he couldn't help tearing out his tears.

It took a while for Han Zhihui to hold his smile, and then rubbed his aching stomach. He was just about to look for a mobile phone, but he didn't bow his head. The remaining light in the corner of his eyes had already aimed at the mobile phone in the toilet.

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He Jichen saw that Han Zhihui hadn't returned his message, so he locked the phone and threw it back to his pillow.

After eating, Zhangsao packed up the dining table and left with the lunch box. There were only Ji Yi and He Jichen in the ward.

Ji Yiji remembered the doctor's instructions. After about half an hour after the meal, Ji Yi stared at He Jichen and took the medicine, then rang the call bell and called the nurse to hang the water for He Jichen.

He Jichen's fever hasn't gone down yet, and his mental state is not very good. The antipyretic needle contains the ingredients of sleeping pills. After hanging the water, he didn't take a long time and fell asleep.

Ji Yi was afraid that after hanging the water, the blood would flow backward along the needle tube and would not dare to sleep.

As the night grew deeper, her sleepiness became heavier. She went to the bathroom and washed her face with cold water. When she came back, she turned over the headphones from her bag and listened to the song. Refreshing.

After listening to about three or four songs, a familiar melody sounded in my ears.

How could this song be on her phone?

Ji Yi froze for a second, looked down at the mobile phone screen, and with the words "Fangyuanli" in her eyes, she suddenly remembered that on the night of her birthday, He Jichen sang this song. After returning to the hotel, she went online to check the original song, and then downloaded it to her mobile phone.

Halfway through the song, she looked at the lyrics on the phone screen. Without even realizing it, she unknowingly fell to He Jichen's sleepy face.

In the quiet night ward, she was the only one awake. She looked at his gaze, wantonly a lot, and got a lot closer.

Probably because of being drowsy during the day, his appearance at this time is much better than when he first met him in the morning.

His eyelashes are very long, his skin is delicate without pores, his lips are very thin, with a soft curvature, and when he does not speak, he unexpectedly has a gentle feeling.

Ji Yi was so absorbed that even his sight was fixed, and the original singing was clearly in the headphones, but when she reached her ears, it became the singing voice of He Jichen on the night of her birthday.

I didn't know how long he looked at him in such a fixed way. He Jichen's mouth suddenly made a very vague sound, which appeared particularly abrupt in the silent ward, waking up Ji Yi, she discovered that the man didn't know when Clenched, like a pain, lips twitched continuously.

Ji Yi hurriedly took off the headphones and reached out to touch He Jichen's forehead. It was not astonishing. She was relieved.

Before Ji Yi had time to retract his fingertips, he heard He Jichen's mouth murmur, "Don't... don't leave me..."

He Jichen, are you talking about dreams?

With Ji Yi's thoughts in his heart, just emerging, He Jichen whispered again: "...Don't go, don't, don't leave me..."

He became more and more excited, and at the end, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed her and put it on his forehead, before he could pull his hand away.